It is very quiet here which suits me and at the same time the bitter taste of loneliness fills the air in every minute.

How many very years should have gone, how many pains should have been suffered, for me once, instead of bending my head down and frowning, to actually look into her eyes and give a hearty smile. That is why youth, all those years, have been lost. That is how it was wasted out of fear and inferiority.